Lila SpearThe Seven Traditions of CommunicationHow do we process the enormity of information and comprehend the symbols of what each import or export of the message means?Sep 7, 2019Sep 7, 2019
Lila SpearLike Me: Identity Exploitation & Idol Worship on Social MediaI’ve found that social media, in all its glory, has shut me up.Sep 7, 2019Sep 7, 2019
Lila SpearMy Painted Face: The Traditions of Cosmetics in the Culture of WomenThe application of cosmetics is an almost invisible and yet very much traditional ritual within the female gender.Sep 7, 2019Sep 7, 2019
Lila SpearThe Mothers We BecomeWhen I made it through my traumatic first labour, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I had no idea what to do.Sep 1, 2019Sep 1, 2019
Lila SpearThe Coin TossNo one is safe, especially those like me that already exist in the limbo between life and death / health and sickness.Aug 31, 2019Aug 31, 2019
Lila SpearThe Spider Called NevusIf I could uncloak myself from the suit I wear, I would. I would step outside of this tainted body that has betrayed me.Aug 31, 2019Aug 31, 2019
Lila SpearSour CoffeeToday is the last day, The chant’s empty promise hovers like the pinpricks of toxicity.Aug 31, 2019Aug 31, 2019
Lila SpearDiamonds in the AirShe was I and that once was me- and I was… once. But now I am the crumpled folds of a mother.Aug 31, 2019Aug 31, 2019
Lila SpearThe Spark of DarknessOnly visible when shadow spews in This is my star, imploding withinAug 30, 2019Aug 30, 2019
